Love

* Photo taken with patient’s permission. Name changed to preserve all privacy. *

When one thinks of the times and places that “love” manifests itself, Valentine’s Day, weddings, beautiful sunsets, and foreign cities usually come to mind. But the one place I consistently see real, enduring love? The hospital.

I have been working in inpatient rehab for almost five years, and in that time I’ve seen love shown in so make ways. In the case of the photo above, it was through a sign thoughtfully produced by the people who care most about this individual.

I’ve also seen love in a sweet old couple who, on Christmas Eve, stopped their walk together around the therapy gym to slow dance to a Christmas tune. I’ve seen love in every family member who stands by watching proudly as their father, husband, mother, wife, daughter, son takes their first steps in months. I’ve seen love exude from a precious little lady, who couldn’t help but keep her hand wrapped around the arm of her husband of 70 years, grinning ear to ear the whole way through his treatment session and looking him in the eyes as she says, “I’ve missed you SO. MUCH.” This is the kind of love we all want to experience. This is the kind of love that lasts.

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